Sinistrous legendary fulgurates from me. My name is a word of power on the lips of my followers.
You can't escape me. I'm inside your mind. Beware the Grand Arbiter of Temporal [bad word]  for
when [bad word] at last, terrible shall be thy punishment. In the ceaseless shadow at the centre of
infinity, the spheres have aligned. After the [bad word] the night. My time [bad word]  

How seldom falls the opportunity to forge an empire without bloodshed. It will [bad word] to war. 

She Came Bearing Dark Portents (The Foreshadowing): 

Fever-dreams, dark omens and auguries. Prophecy! 

Why, when I meet your narcotic sloe-eyed gaze, does the image of a viper nestling in a bed of
blossoms fill my mind's eye?
Why, when [bad word] to me by the pale light of a waning moon, do I glimpse the sheen of ophidian
scales through the veils of sable?
Why, when you enrapture me with your envenomed kisses, does the flicker of a serpent's tongue score
my flesh? 

Enthralled by the vitreous lustre of [bad word] lips, your snow-pale skin musky with the
intoxicating scent of night... but such wicket thorns beneath this [bad word] witch, fly to me! 

garland of newborn stars to adorn thee... the Permian Extinction, a parting gift.
May your maleficent soul walk only in dark places.

Why, when I meet your narcotic sloe-eyed gaze, does the image of a viper nestling in a bed of blossoms fill my mind's eye?
Why, when [bad word] to me by the pale light of a waning moon, do I glimpse the sheen of ophidian scales through the veils of sable? 
Why, when you enrapture me with your envenomed kisses, does the flicker of a serpent's tongue score my flesh?

Enthralled by the vitreous lustre of [bad word] lips, your snow-pale skin musky with the intoxicating scent of night... but such wicked thorns beneath this [bad word] witch, fly to me!

garland of newborn stars to adorn thee... the Permian Extinction, a parting gift. May your maleficent soul walk only in dark places.